I felt it all. Todd's cock throbbed again, but this time it was different. This throbbing came up from his balls. Suddenly, I felt Todd's prick open up. Hot jets of creamy cum shot out, splashing over the tight walls of my climaxing pussy.
I kept my legs wrapped tightly around Todd's ass. His cum was quickly over, but mine held on for almost a minute. Each jerk of his cock inside my climaxing cunt would bring on another body-shuddering spasm.
When he collapsed on top of me, I held Todd' s head against my breasts. I've done it, I thought to myself. Now, I'm a woman.
'Well,' he said, pushing up to look into my eyes. 'What do you think of fucking, now?'
'Mmm,' I purred as we snuggled in the after glow of that marvelous fuck. 'I loved doing that with you, Todd.'
'Me, too,' he whispered. 'Are you sure that was your first time, Jessica.'
'Of course,' I said, thinking that he didn't believe me.
'You must be a natural, then,' he said, looking into my eyes so I'd be sure to catch his meaning. 'You really fuck great, baby.' 'Thanks,' I giggled.
'All hot and tight and wet, just like I like 'em,' he joked.
'I'm probably tight because your cock is so big, Todd,' I said. 'I was afraid at first. You know. Afraid that you wouldn't be able to get him inside me.'
'I hate to tell you this,' he laughed, 'but I'm not all that big, Jessica. I've got a little more than six inches. That's about normal. There's lots of guys out there with bigger dicks than mine.'
'There is?' I asked, my innocence making Todd laugh once more. 'I didn't know that!' I was showering about 20 minutes later, after Todd kissed me goodbye at the door. What he had said stuck in my mind. I'd never thought about size during my lusty dreams about getting fucked. I loved the way Todd's prick felt inside me. But, Todd said that there were lots of guys with pricks bigger than his. I was going to have to look into that, I thought.
CHAPTER TWO
After Todd left, I slept like a baby. When I woke, my whole outlook on life had changed. Whenever I walked from the dorm toward the swimming and diving facility, I felt eyes clicking to check me out.
I still was properly dressed as a nurse, but my old, oversized dresses were gone forever. I had replaced them all! Now, I was wearing a size 7, white minidress and white thigh-high stockings. The top elastic on the stockings were lace. On top, a new 34B demi-cup bra was pushing up my titties so they would show nicely through the gap I left in the top of the dress. I left the top three
buttons opened on the dress. Just enough to show the inner curves of rny tits.
I was a new woman indeed. I even had my hair frosted and styled at a beauty shop near the campus.
When I walked into the front offices on the Monday morning, after my weekend with Todd, Coach Martin, the head coach, stopped talking to the other coaches as I passed. His jaw hung open and the other two coaches-Bill Robertson the swimming coach and Rob Dunn the diving coach-turned around in their chairs to watch my wiggling ass as I passed. 'Good morning, guys,' I called. 'Jesus!' I heard the head coach say.
'Is that Nurse Perry?' gasped one of the other men.
'If it is, I'm going to find a way of getting sick real quick,' answered Coach Martin.
I went straight to my office. This was so new to me. It had taken all of my willpower to totally change my look and attitude. I felt so wicked, yet the sexy way this dress made me feel was too horny to stop. I liked having them look at me. I liked being sexy.
I was so wet inside I could hear myself squishing as I closed the door behind my quivering ass. The way the three men had talked about me was so exciting. Just knowing that I could turn on three guys who were so much different from each other was a wild experience.
Coach Martin was over 40 and balding a little on top, but he was such a nice man. Robert Dunn was younger, but still in his early 30s. He was a hairy-chested, cocky, handsome man in great shape. Once, they told me, he was the best diver in the country. The third man, Billy Robertson, was the best looking of the three. He was on the Olympic water-polo team only a few years ago. At 26, he was in the prime of his life. All the girls on the team were in love with the shy Coach Robertson.
After I made it inside my office, I was able to relax and go to work. I got men out of my mind-at least for a while-as I lost myself in my work. No one was going to walk in and disturb me because the door to the nurse's station locks automatically. I have to carry my copy of the electronic key attached to my identification badge. The only other copy of the key is locked in a safe in the athletic director's office, along with every other department nurse's key.
This tight security was not unusual, and like other colleges stemmed from drug testing, which incidentally was my main function here. When I hired, I was told that drug testing would be my main job at the college. Yes, I had to be near the pool during practices, to take care of any injury or water accident, but my main job was to monitor, give and record the various drug-testing programs.
I did have a young doctor above me who was in charge of the nursing staff, but I hadn't seen him yet.
The athletic director here is serious about keeping his department clean. No drug use is allowed by anyone on the team. I even have a long list of prescription and over-the-counter medicines that are banned by one organization or another. Any athlete who is on one of these medicines has to be on record in my office, and in most cases, he or she has to take the medicine in my presence before a competition.
The morning practice for divers was over before I caught up on the paperwork from the last series of drug tests. As usual, the swimming and diving team had a perfect testing result. All negative. I went out to tell Coach Martin the good news, but the pool area was filled with swimmers Coaches Martin and Robertson were busy getting the new kids ready for the team trials.
I stood for a few seconds, looking out over the huge expanse of blue water, and then figured the good news could wait. I had plenty of filing to do so I returned to my office.
I settled down in my chair, and suddenly heard this strange sound. I looked around, not sure what the noises were and decided they were coming from next door. 'Aaauugh,' the sound came again.
It was a low, squealing cry, like an animal in pain. The cries got louder, then they faded. The next thing I heard was a giggle, quickly followed by a deeper groaning that had to be coming from a man.
I turned completely around to the air vent in the wall that connected to the storage room next door. Curious, I figured if I stood on the table, I could get my eye up to the vent. I did and was shocked at what I saw.
'Yeah, baby,' Coach Dunn, moaned. 'Suck me. Yes! Suck on my cock, Pam.'
The hairy-chested diving coach was stretched out on another table like the one I was standing on. He was naked and sticking up from his waist from my eyes to see was his huge prick. I could tell it was bigger than Todd's, as the woman he was with interrupted my gaze.
'You licked my pussy real nice, Coach,' the young woman said. 'I'm gonna suck your big ol' cock just as nice.'
The blonde leaned over the coach's beautiful prick, raised her face and smiled at him. I knew Pam, but I couldn't believe she had the coach's prick in her hands, and was slowly jacking up and down over his rock-hard shaft. And from the way the good ol' coach was groaning, I knew he was enjoying the hand-job.
Pam was a freshman, just 18 years old who was trying for one of the openings on the diving team. She'd been a great diver in high-school, but in the last two years her figure had changed. Her slim-diver body was different now-as I could plainly see.
She was about as tall as I was, but while I was thin and nicely shaped, Pam was full-figured and voluptuous. Her tits had to be a size D, her hips were wide, her tummy, small, and she had these big tits, which at the moment were swaying and brushing up and down over the coach's bare thighs. As Pam squirmed up on the table and crawled between his open legs, she opened her legs, and I noticed her lightly furred cunt was blonde, too.
I was very interested in what she was going to do.
'You ready, baby?' she teased, her hand moving up and down over the pretty prick. 'Are you ready for a nice blowjob?'
As I watched in awe, Pam lowered her pretty face and blew lightly over Rob's naked, twitching boner. Her lips
